Freya Terona

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Name: Freya Terona*
Race: Amarr
Gender: Female
Age: 48
Clone Age: 24
Bloodline: Khanid
Ancestry: Cyber Knight
Date of Birth: YC66
Place of Birth: [Records Missing]*
School: Imperial Academy
Corporation: Societas Imperialis Sceptri Coronaeque [SFRIM]
Alliance: Not affiliated with any known Alliance
Affiliations: None known from YC80 to YC111 (Last Update)*
Contractors: None Known


Physical Description:
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 108.3 lbs
Hair: Midnight Blue
Eyes: Lemon Chiffon (right) / Gunmetal Grey (left)
Distinguishing Features: Fully Synthetic left eye (full sensor suite), sub-dermal nanociruitry "tattoo" around left eye, multiple facial peircings, scar from above left eyebrow down to left chin (surgical)

Background:*
Family history unknown. Cyber Knight, inducted in YC80. Full extent of augmentation unknown. Known augmentations: Cybernetic left eye, nanocircuitry "tattoos", providing hardwire linkage to central cortex and optic input nerve clusters, standard Cyber Knight package (muscle weave, carbonized bone structure, adrenal pump, internal nanobot medical feild device). Enrolled in the Imperial Academy YC103, attended 8 years. Graduated top 15% of class. Elective classes taken: Advanced Theology, In-depth Theology: The Reclaiming, Ballroom Dancing, Psychology, Advanced Psychology, Solcial Engineering, Photography, Advanced Chemistry (Cited for the creation and usage of 50-gallon still in the Laboratory), Acting, Improvisation Acting, Painting (dropped after 3rd week, picked up Discreet Mathematics with Emphasis on Fractal Dynamics in relation to Meridian Primes). Clubs / Extracurricular Activities: Fencing Club, Robotics Club, Cyber Knights Imperial Academy Chapter (Awarded Rank of Paladin her 4th year).

Notes:
* Little is known about Freya Terona before YC80. Her birthday and name are recorded from her records as a Cyber Knight and student records at the Imperial Academy. Electronic records before then have been mostly wiped, and hard copies thought burned in an industrial fire, YC68.

[INTERCEPTED TRANSMISSION]
[Point of Origin - Khanid Prime (KP)]
[0247 - November 4 YC94]
[Unknown Encryption - much of transmission is scrambled]
[KP] "Op0110010101110010011000010111010001101001ve 4672ey61 Tero0110111001100001, com65 in."
[T] "I told y6f75, it5c2773204672657961. J01110101st... 467265ya."
[SILENCE]
[T] "Wh0110000101110100 do you h617665 for me?"
[Sounds of someone getting out of bed, moving around indoors]
[KP] "You're being acti76617465d. Get ready."
[T] "I'll be rea0110010001111001 in five. Wh76617465e am I going?"
[KP] "Your tar6765t is on-world, cur011100100110010101101110tly five miles from your location."
[T] "Are you 6765cking kidding me? You DO know I'm on 416darr Pri01101101e, don't you? In the Cap69746fl?"
[KP] "In666f726d6174ion on your target is b0110010101101001ng sent to you now."
[T] "We're n01101111t a hit squad. We're gu617264ians of..."
[Loud crashes. Things getting thrown, presumably. Glass breaking]
[T] "You're out of your fuc6b696e67 mind. No, this 68617320746f20626520a joke. Are you 67657474696e67206261636b20at me for last year? This ca011011100010011101110100 be real. I mean, we h6164 a thing, it was good, t0110100001100101n it wasn't. Didn't know you co0111010101101100d hold this kind of a grudge, D616b6f73."
[KP] "It's no joke, 7468617420697320your target. You ha0111011001100101 one hour."
[T] "Oh, God, you're s6572696f75s, aren't you? I thought 6c6976696e6720757020 to your an011000110110010101110011011101000110111101110010's name was just bu6c6c7368it talk, but you've gone of01100110 the deep end. Sorry, 0100010001100001011010110110111101110011, but you have to 62652073746f70706564."
[KP] "Pity. You never were r01110101011011000110100101101110g ma74657269al. I will say some0111010001101000ing nice about you at my 01100011011011110111001001101111011011100110000101110100ion. E6d7065726fr 01000100011000010110101101101111s 4b6861n0110100101100100. I like the 0111001101101111und of that. You have two m696e75tes, 01000110011100100110010101111001a. I'll give you t01101000at as thanks for a g6f6fd two years."
[Connection Closes; {T} opens new unencrypted communication channel]
[T] "Julia, wake up, my love."
[J] "Hey, baby. It's early."
[T] "I know. I'm on my way to you now. DK went off the deep end. Be ready."
[T exits domicile. Raining heavily. Sounds of running foosteps]
[J] "Oh, Frey-Frey, you know he always talks big. Come curl up in bed with me, I miss you."
[T] "Julia, he's making his move. He tried to get me in on it. He's going all the way for the top. He's going to try to kill HER."
[SILENCE]
[J] "How far are you?"
[T] "Less than half a mile. Taking back streets. If he's ballsy enough to be that open with me about it, he has other players. God damn him! We looked up to him. He was the best of us!"
[J] "I'm almost ready. I'll meet you out back."
[T] "I'm almost there."
[Sounds of running for 27 seconds]
[T] "Julia, they're already here. Hurry."
[J] "I'm in the lift. Ten seconds."
[Unknown Male 1] "You're surrounded, traitor."
[T] "Only ten? Where's your backup?"
[UM1] "Get her."
[Sounds of fighting. Metal on metal. 93% probability Amarrian swords. Two men yell and fall silent quickly. Running. Three more yells abruptly cut short]
[UM2] "Where is she? She's like a ghost!"
[UM1] "Stay focused. Looks like she's more augmented than we realized, but she's still just one woman."
[UM2] "Yeah, and we outnember her five to-"
[Sound of small hard object hitting the ground, then a body collapsing]
[T] (Echoing) "Make that four to one."
[Lift bell dings. Doors open]
[J] "Are you out here, Fre-"
[T] "JULIA! NOOOO! YOU BASTARDS!"
[Four automatic weapons fire]
[T] "Not a chance."
[Metal striking metal. Short struggle. Sound of rounds going into flesh. Male gurgling]
[T] "YOU"
[Neck snapping]
[T] "WILL"
[Sucking sound, then tearing. Possibly a throat being ripped out]
[T] "PAY"
[Sound of high-speed movement then gun clatters to ground]
[UM1] "My hands! You bitch, you cut off my hands!"
[T] "Your hands are the least of your concern. You're going to tell me where DK is hiding. As you are telling me, I'm going to whittle your arms away, like I'm making a poker at a camp fire. Then I'll start with your toes, then legs. Then I'll carve your face. I'll rip your Goddamn tongue out and feed it to you. And I've got the meds to keep you awake and alive the entire time. If you tell me quickly, I'll stop there. If not, I'll clone you and I'll do it to you for every day you took away from Julia and I. Eternity is a long, long time."
[Slicing can be heard. UM1 screams for an hour as his flesh is presumably cut away]
[T] "Okay. What's it going to be? I can make this all end. It's your choice."
[UM1] (Between screams) "He's at Anir's compound. That's who's funding him. Please, God, make it stop!"
[T] "God has left you. I am your god now."
[Quick slice, then silence]
[Sobbing can be heard, presumably T]
[End of Transmission]
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[2 weeks later, reports are filed of orbital bombardment of Anir Polaw's compound. Entire area is now a 20 mile wide glass crater. Ship identified as 'Julia's Sorrow'. Case closed. No further action will be taken.]
[End Report]

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